I had one freaky situation......had been shopping all morning and wanted to have a nice lunch.
I knew I was not far from the Four Seasons....so I hailed a cab to change shoes in the cab. I wanted to change from my walking shoes into a decent pair of heels to enter this storied restaurant.
I gave the cabbie the address.
Figuring I was a rube, he started in the opposite direction going downtown.....to jack up the cab fare.
I gave him what for and demanded he turn the cab around.
When I got out I gave him the fare and said....”here’s your tip.” and threw a dime at him.
Oh, yeah, I know that kind of cabbie. They were much worse in the 70s and early 80s when they didn’t even know how to get to Grand Central Station. I loathed the ones who would drape their arms over the front seat until they were touching the knees of the passenger. They generally only did it when women were passengers.